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by Amanda Conlogue

Sleep-sickness spins
ItÂ’s leaden threads into
A cocoon, I am trapped
In weighted encasement
The world disintegrates
Into hibernation
Darkness descends
On dilated eyes
I surrender
To heavy melancholy
Lashes settle to rest
A pair of dark twin moths
On the shadowed crescent valley
Beneath my eyes, where
Shaded secrets and dreams lie.


Posted on 01/24/2003
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